STORM2K

My dad asked my mom what she wanted for her upcoming birthday.

She had to think for a minute. Finally she told him in that dreamy voice, "I want something that goes from zero to 200 in 2 seconds."

My dad was so proud of himself when he brought the gift home, wrapped all nice and neat. It was smaller than mom expected it, but she unwrapped the gift anyway. She found a bathroom scale.

And that's how the fight started...

I went over to visit mom and dad the other night. I found dad watching television, flipping through the channels as he always does. Mom came in behind and asked dad what was on the tv.

He replied, "Dust."

And that's how the fight started...

The other night I took mom and dad out to dinner. When it came time for dad to order he said, "I'll take the ribeye steak, medium rare."

"Dad," I said, "aren't you worried about the mad cow?"

"Nah," he said, "your mom can order for herself."

And that's how the fight started...

3xGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ROFLMAO!!!!

Thank you, thank you! I will be here all week.

*CLINK! (<----sound of a nickel landing in an empty can)

There ya go, Garrett...

Well, that is more sense, err... cents, than I had before.